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A37506 The garland of good-will divided into three parts : containing many pleasant songs and pretty poems to sundry new notes : with a table to find the names of all the songs / written by T.D. Deloney, Thomas, 1543?-1600. 1678 (1678) Wing D946; ESTC R13235 36,657 129

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The Duke of Hereford was the one a prudent Prince and wise 'Gainst whom such malice there was s●own which soon in sight did rise The Duke of Norfolk most untrue declared unto the King The Duke of Hereford greatly grew in hatred of each thing UUhich by his Grace was acted still against both high and low Now he had a traytorous will his State to overthrow The Duke of Hereford then in haste was sent for to the King And by the Lords in order plac'd examin'd of each thing UUho ● ing guiltless of this crime which was against him laid 〈◊〉 Duke of Norfolk at that time these words unto him said How can'st thou with a shameless face deny a truth so stout And here before his Royal Grace so falsly face it out Did not these wicked treasons pass when we together were How that the King unworthy was the Royal Crown to hear Wherefore my gracious Lord quoth he and you his Noble Peers To whom I wish long life to be with many happy years I do pronounce before you all this treacherous Lord that 's here A traytor to our Noble King as time shall shew it clear The Duke of Hereford hearing that in mind was grieved much And did return this answer flat which did Duke Norfolk touch The term of traytor truthless Duke in scorn and great disdain With flat distance to thy face I do return again And therefore if it please your Grace to grant me leave quoth he To Combat with my known Foe that here accuseth me I do not doubt but plainly prove that like a perjur'd Knight He hath most falsly sought my shame against all truth and right The King did grant this just request and did there with agree At Coventry in August next this Combat fought should be The Dukes on sturby Steebs full stout in Coats of Steel most bright With Spears in Rests did enter Lists this Combat flerce to fight The King then east his Warden down commanding them to stay And with his Lords he councel took to stint that mortal fray At length unto these Noble Dukes the King of ●eraulds came And unto them with losty speech this Sentence did proclaim Sir Henry Bullingbrook this day the Duke of Hereford here And Thomas Maubry Norfolk Duke so valiant did appear And having in honourable sort repaired to this place Our Noble King for special cause hath altered thus the case First Henry Duke of Hereford e're fifteen days be past Shall part the Realm on pain of death while ten years space doth last And Thomas Duke of Norfolk thou that hath begun this strife And therefore no good proof can bring I say for term of life By judgement of our Soveraign Lord which now in place doth stand For evermore I vanish thee out of thy Native Land Charging thee on pain of death when fifteen days are past Thou never tread on English ground so long as life doth last Thus were they sworn before the King e're they did further pass The one should never come in place whereas the other was Then both the Dukes with heavy hearts was parted presently Their uncouth streams of froward chance of forreign Lands to try The Duke of Norfolk coming then where he should Shipping take The bitter tears fell down his cheeks and thus his moan did make Now let me sigh and sob my fill e're I from hence depart That inward pangs with speed may burst my sore afflicted heart Ah cursed man whose loathed life is held so much in scorn Whose Company is clean despis'd and left as one forlorn Now take thy leave and last adieu of this thy Country dear Which never more thou must behold nor yet approach it near Now happy should I account my self if death my heart had torn That I might have my Bones Entombd where I was bred and born Or that by Neptunes wrathful rage I might be prest to dye Whilst that sweet Englands pleasant banks did stand before mine eye How sweet a scent hath English ground within my senses now How fair unto my outward sight seems every B●anch and Bough The fields and flowers the trees and stones seem such unto my mind That in all other Countries ●u●e the like I shall never find O that the Sun with shining face would stay his steed by strength That this same day might stretched be to twenty years in length And that the true pe●formed Lyve their hasty course would stay That Eolus would never yield to bear me hence away That by the fountain of my eyes the fields might watered be That I might grave my grievous Plaints upon each springing tree But time I see with Eagles wings so swift doth flie away And dusky Clouds begin to dim the brightness of the day The fatal hour it draweth on the winds and tydes agree And now sweet England oversoon I must depart from thee The Marriners have hoised Sails and call to catch me in And now in woful heart I feel my torments to begin Wherefore farewel for evermore sweet England unto thee But farewell all my Friends which I again shall never see And England here I kiss thy ground upon my bended knee Whereby to shew to all the world how dearly I love thee This being said away he went as Fortune did him guide And at the length with grief of heart in Venice there he dy'd The Noble Duke in doleful sort did lead his life in France And at the last the mighty Lord did him full high advance The Lord of England afterwards did send for him again While that King Richard at the Wars in Ireland did remain Who brought the vile and great abuse which through his deeds did spring Deposed was and then the Duke was truly Crowned King FINIS 8. The noble Acts of Arthur of the Round Table To the Tune of Flying Fame When Arthur first in Court began and was approved King By force of Arms great Victories won and conquest home did bring Then into Brittain straight he came where fifty good and able Knights then repaired unto him which were of the Round Table And many Justs and Turnaments before them that were drest Where valiant Knights did then excel and far surmount the rest But one Sir Lancelot du lake who was approved well He in his fights and deeds of arms all others did excell When he had rested him a while to play to game and sport He thought he would to try himself in some adventurous sort He armed rode in Forrest wide and met a Damsel fair Who told him of adventures great whereto he gave good ear Why should I not quoth Lancelot tho for that cause I came hither Thou seem'st quoth she a Knight right good and I will bring thee thither Whereas the mighty King doth dwell that now is of great fame Therefore tell me what Knight thou art and then what is your Name My name is Lancelot du Lake quoth she it likes me than Here dwells a Knight that never was e're
th●re should be made If to thy house I should ●●sort A nig●t or two for P●incel● sport Hereat the Earl shew'd countenance glad Though in his heart he was full sad Sa●ing your G●ace shall welcome be If so your Grace will honour me UUhen as the 〈◊〉 appointed was Before the King did thithe● pas● The Earl before hand did prepare The Kings coming ●● declare And with a countena●c● 〈…〉 ●e call'd his Lady unto ●im Saying with sad and 〈◊〉 hear I pray you when the ●ing comes here Sweet Lady as you 〈◊〉 me Let your attire but homely he Nor wash not thou thy Angels face But so ●hy Beauty 〈◊〉 disgrace Thereto thy g●esture so e●e It may seem loathso●e to the 〈◊〉 For if the King should there behold Thy glorious Beauty so ertol'd Then shall my life s●on ●hortned be For my deserts and treachery UUhen to thy Father first ● came Though I did not declare the ●ame Yet was I put in trust to bring The joyful tydings to the King Who for thy glorious beauty seen Did think of thee to make ●is 〈◊〉 But when I had thy person found Thy beauty gave me such a wound No rest nor comfort could I take Till you sweet Love my gri●f did ●●ke And that though Duty charged me Most faithful to my Lord to be Yet Love upon the other side Bid for my self I should provide Then for my suit and 〈◊〉 ●hown At length I won you for my ●wn And for my Love in We●lock spent Your choice you need no whit repent Then since my grief I ●●ve exprest Sweet Lady grant me my r●quest Good words she gave with smiling chear Musing of that which she did he●● And casting many things in mind Great fault therewith she s●e●d to find But in her self she thought it ●●ame To make that foul which God did fr●me Most costly Robes full rich therefore In bravest sort that day she wore Doing all that e're she might To set her beauty forth to sight And her best skill in every thing She shew'd to entertain the King Wherefore the King so snared was That reason quite from him did pass His heart by her was set on ●●re He had to her a great desire And for the looks he gave her then For every look she shewed him ten UUherefore the King perceived plain His Love and looks were not in vain Upon a time it chanced so The King he would a ●unting go And as they through ● wood did ri●e The Earl on H●r●e●back 〈◊〉 hi●●●de For so the story tellet●●lai● That with a shaft the Earl was 〈◊〉 So that when he had lost his life He took the Lady unto wise UUho Married her all harm to shun By whom he did bege● a ●●on Thus he that did the King deceive Did by de●ert his death receive Then to conclude and make an ●nd Be true and faithful to thy friend FINIS 4. How Coventry was made free by Godina Countess of Chester To the Tune of Prince Arthur died at Ludlow LEofricus that Noble Earl of Chester as I read Did for the City of Coventry many a Noble deed Great Privilidges for the town this Noble man did get And of all things did make it so That they Tole-free did ●●t Save only that for Horses still and did som● Custom pay UUhich was g●eat 〈◊〉 unto the town full long and many a 〈◊〉 UUherefore ●is wife 〈…〉 did of the Earl reque●● That therefore he would make it fre● as well as all the rest So when she long had sued her purpose to obtain Her Noble Lord at length she look within a pleasant vein And unto him with smiling chear s●e did forthwith proc●●d Entreating greatly that he would perform that Godly deed You move me much my fair quoth he your suit I fain would shun But what will you perform and do to have this matter done UUhy any thing my Lord quoth s●e you will with reason cr●ve I will perform it with good will if I my wish might have If thou wilt grant the thing he said what I shall now require As soon as it is finished thou shalt have thy desire Command what you think good my Lord I will thereto agree On this Condition that the town for ever may be free If thou thy Cloaths strip off and here lay them down And at Noon-day on Horse-back ride stark naked through the the town They shall be free for evermore if thou wilt not do so ●o●e Liberty th●n now the●●a●e ● never will ●estow The Lady at this strange demand was much abasht in mind And yet for to fulfil this thing she never a whit repin'd UUherefo●e to all ●fficers of the town she sent That they perceiving her good will which for the weal was ●ent That on the day that she should ride all persons through the town Should keep their Houses shut their Doors and clap their windows do●●● So that no Creature young or old should in the Streets be seen Till she had ridden all about throughout the City clean And when the day of Riding ●ame no person did her see Saving her Lord after which time the town was ever set free FINIS 5. How the Dukes Daughter of Cor●●al being Married unto King Locrin was by him put away and a strange Lady whom he better Loved he Married and made her his Queen and how his Wife was avenged To the Tune of In Creete WHen Humber in his wrathful rage King Albanack in field had slain Those bloody br●●●s for to aswage King Locrin then apply'd his pain And with a Host of Brittans s●out At length he found King Humber out At vantage great he met him then and with his Host beset him so That he destroy'd his warlike men and Humbers power did overthrow And Humber which for fear did ●ye Leapt into a River desperately And being Drown'd in the Deep he left a Lady there alive UUhich sadly did lamen● and w●p for fear they should ●er li●e depr●●e But by her face that was so fai● The King was caught in Cupids snare Ye took this Lady to his Love who secretly did keep her st●●● So that the Queen did quickly prove the King did bear 〈◊〉 small good wi●● UUhich though by we●lock late b●●un He had by her a gallant Son Queen Guendoline was griev'd in mind to see the ●ing was altered so At length the cause she than●'d to find which brought her to most bitter woe For Estrild was his joy God-wo● By whom a Daughter he beg●t The Duke of Cornwal being dead the Father of that gallant Queen The King with Lust being overlaid his lawful wife he cast off clean UUho with her dear and tender ●on For succour did in Cornwal run Then Locrin Crowned Estrild bright and made of her his lawful wife UUith her which was his hearts delight he thought to lead his life Thus Guendo●me as one forlorn Did hold her wretched life in scorn But when the Cornish men did know the great abuse she did
Cradle truly tended When as their Mothers before them doth curse the day that e're they bore them Then to avoid all strife c. Do we then behold and see When men and wives agree and live together Where the Lord hath sent them eke Fair Children mild and meek like flowers in summer weather How greatly are they grieved And will not by joy he relieved if that Death doth call Either wife or Children small whom their vertues do command Their losses whom they thus added from their hearts cannot be moved Then to avoid all strife c. Who being in that happy state Would work himself such hate his Fancy for to follow Or living here devoid of strife Would take him to a wife for to procure his sorrow With cárking and with caring Evermore must be sparing Were he not worse'then mad being merry would be sad Were he to be commended That e're would seek much pleasure where grief is all his treasure Then to avoid all strife c. 11. The Widdows Solace To the Tune of Robinsons Almain MOurn no more fair Widdow thy tears are all in vain 'T is neither grief nor sorrow can call the dead again Man's well enough compared unto the Summers flower Which now is fair and pleasant yet withereth in an hour And mourn no more in vain as one whose faith is small Be patient in affliction and give God thanks for all All men are born to dye the Scripture telleth plain Of Earth we were created to Earth we must again I was neither Croesus treasure nor Alexanders fame Nor Solomon by wisdom that could Deaths fury tame 〈◊〉 Physick might preserve them when nature did decay What man can hold for ever the thing that will away Then mourn no more c. Though you have lost your Husband your comfort in distress Consider God regardeth the Widdows heaviness And hath strictly charged such as his Children be The Fatherless and Widdow to shield from injury Then mourn no more c. If he were true and faithful and loving unto thee Doubt not but there 's in England enough as good as he But if that such affe●tion within this heart was none Then give God praise and glory that he is dead and gone And mourn no more c Receive such Suitors friendly as do resort to thee Respect not the outward person but the inward gravity And with advised judgement chuse him above the rest Whom thou by proof hast tried Then mourn no more c. Then shalt thou live a life exempted from all annoy And whensoever it chanceth I pray God give thee joy And thus I make an end with true humility In hope my simple solace may well excepted be Then mourn no more c. FINIS 12. A gentle Womans Complaint in that she found her Friend Faithless which should have continued Constant. FAith is a Figure standing now for nought Faith is a fancy we ought to cast in thought Faith now adays as all the world may see Resteth in few and faith is fled from thee Is there any faith in strangers to be found Is there any faith lies hidden in the ground Is there any faith in men that buried be No there is none and Faith is fled from thee Fled is the Faith that might remain in any Fled is the Faith that should remain in many Fled is the Faith that should in any be Then farewel hope for Faith is fled from thee From Faith I see that everyone is flying From Faith I see that all things are a dying They flye from faith that most in faith should be And faithless thou that brake thy faith to me Thee have I sought but thee I could not find Thou of all others was most within my mind Thee have I left and I alone will be Because I find that Faith is fled from thee 13. Of the Prince of England who wooed the Kings Daughter of France and how he was slain and she afterwards Married to a Forrester To the Tune of Crimson Velvet IN the days of old When fair France did flourish Stories plainly told Lovers felt annoy The King a Daughter had Beautious bright and lovely Which made her Father glad she was his only joy A Prince of England came Whose Deeds did merit Fame he woo'd her long and so at last Look what he did require She granted his desire their hearts in one were linkt so fast Which when her Father proved Lord how he ws moved and tormented in his mind He sought for to prevent them And to discontent them Fortune crosseth Lovers kind When the Princes twain Were thus barr'd of pleasure Through the Kings disdain which their joys withstood The Lady got up her cloaths Her Jewels and her Treasure Having no remorse of State or Royal Blood In homely poor array She got from Court away to meet her joy and hearts delight Who in a Forrest great Had taken up his seat to wait her comming in the night But to see what sudden danger To this Princely stranger chanced as he sat alone By Out-laws he was Robbed And with Poniard stobbed uttering many a dying groan The Princess arm'd by him And by true desire Mandring all the night without dread at all Still unknown she pass'd In her strange attire Comming at the last in the ecchoes call You fair woods quoth she Honoured may you be harbouring my hearts delight UUhich doth compass here My joy and only dear my trusty friend and Noble Right Sweet I come unto thee Sweet I come to woe thee that thou may'st not angry be For my long delaying And thy courteous staying ' mends for all I 'le make to thee Passing thus along Through the Forrest Many grievous groans sounding in her ears UUhere she heard a man To lament the sorest That was ever seen forced by deadly fear Farewel my dear quoth he Whom I shall never see for why my life is at an end Through villanies cruelty Loe here for thee I dye to shew I am a faithful Friend Here I lye a bleeding UUhile my thoughts are feeding on the rarest beauty found O hard hap that may be Little knows my Lady my heart blood lies on the ground● UUith that he gave a groan UUhich did burst asundier All the tender strings of his bleeding heart She which knew his voice At his tale did wonder All her former joy did to grief convert Straight she ran to see UUhom this man should be that so like her love did speak And found when as she came Her lovely Lord lay slain all smeared in blood which life did break When this deed they spied Lord how sore she cried her sorrows cannot counted be Her eyes like fountains runing While she cried out my Darling I would that I had died for thee His pale lips alas Twenty times she kissed And his face did wash with her trickling tears Every bleeding wound Her fair words bedewed Wiping off the Blood with her Golden Hair Speak fair Prince to me one sweet word of
else in sorrow ●ye You have your 〈◊〉 my ●overaign Lord effectually Take all the leave that I can 〈◊〉 your Majesty But on thy Beauty all my ioys have their above Take thou my Beauty from my face my gracious Lord. Did'st thou not swear to grant my will All that I may I will ful●l then for my love let my true love be seen My Lord your speech I might reprove You cannot give to me your love for that belongs unto your Queen But I suppose your Grace did this only to try Whether a wanton Tale might tempt Dame Salisbury Nor from your self therefore my Liege my steps do stray But from your wanton tempting Tale I go my way O turn again my Lady bright Come unto me my hearts delight gone is the comfort of my ●ensive heart Yere comes the Earl of Warwick he The Father of this fair Lady my mind to him I mean for to impart ●hy is my Lord and Soveraign King so griev'd in mind Because that I have lost the thing I cannot find What thing is that any gra●ious Lord which you have lost It is my 〈◊〉 which to near 〈◊〉 betwixt fire and frost Curst be that fire and frosttho That caused this your Highness wo● O Warwick thou 〈◊〉 wrong me very 〈◊〉 It is thy Daughter Noble Earl That Heaven-bright-Lamp that peerless Pearl which kills my heart yet do I her adore If that be all my gracious King that works your grief I will perswade the sco●nful Dame to yield relief Never shall she my Daughter be if she refuse The Love and favour of a King may her excuse Thus 〈◊〉 Warwick went away And quits contrary he did say when as he did the beaut●ous Countess meet Well 〈◊〉 my Daughter quoth ●● A message I must do to thee our Royal King most 〈…〉 thee gre●● The King will dye lest thou to him do grant thy love To love my Husband love I would remove It is right Charity to love my Daughter dear But no true love so charitable for to appear His Greatness may hear out the shame But his kingdom cannot buy out the blame he craves thy love that may ●ereave thy life It is my duty to move this But not thy honesty to yield I wis I mean to dye a true unspotted Wife Now hast thou spoken my Daughter dear as I would have Charity bears a Golden Name unto the Grave And when to thy wedded Lord thou provest untrue Then let my bitter curses still thy soul pursue Then with a smiling chear go thou As right and reason doth allow yet shew the King thou bearest no Strumpets mind I go dear Father with a trice And by a slight of sine device I 'le cause the King confess that I am unkind Here comes the Lady of my life the King did say My Father bids me Soveraign Lord your will obey And I consent if you will gr●nt on● boon to me I grant it thee my Lady fair what e'rest be My Husband is alive you know First let me kill him e're I go and at your command I will ever be Thy Husband now in France doth rest No no he lies within my breast and being so nigh he will my fal●●od se● With that she started from the King and took her knife And desperately she thought to rid her self of life The King he started from the Chai● her hand to stay O noble King you have broke your word with me this day Thou that not do this deed quoth he Then never I will lye with thee ●o then live still and let me bear the 〈◊〉 Live in honour and high estate With thy true Lord and wedded mate I never will attempt this suit again 5. The Spanish Ladies love to an English Gentleman WIll you hear a Spanish Lady how she woo'o●m English-man Garments gay as rich as may be deckt with jewels had she on Of a comely countenance and grace was ●he And by Birth and Parentage of high degree As his prios●er there he kept her in his hands her life did lye Cupids hands did tye her faster by the likeing of her eye In his courteous company was all her joy To favour him in anything she was not coy At the last there raine commandment for to set the Ladies free With their Jewels still ado●ned none to do thein injury Alas then said the Lady gay full woe is me O let me still sustain this kind captivity Gallant Captain shew some pitty to a Lady in distress Leave me not within the City for to dye in heaviness Thou hast set this present day my body free But my heart in prison strong remains with thee How should thou fair Lady love me whom thou know'st thy Countries Foe Thy fair words makes me sus●ect thee Serpents are where flowers grow All the evil I think to thee most gracious Knight God grant unto my self the same may fully light Blessed be the time and season that you came on Spanish ground If you may our Foes be termed gentle foes we have you found With our Cities you have won our hearts eath one Then to your Country bear away that is your own Rest you still most gallant Lady rest you still and weep no more Of fair Lovers there are plenty Spain doth yield a wondrous store Spaniards fraught with jealousse we often find But English-men throughout the world are counted kind Leave me not unto a Spaniard you alone enjoy my heart I am lovely young and tender Love is likewise my desert Still to serve thee day and night my mind is prest The wife of every English-man is counted blest It would be a shame fair Lady for to hear a woman hence English Souldiers never carry and such without offence I will quickly change my self if it be so And like a Page I 'le follow thee where e're thou go I have neither Gold nor Silver to maintain thee in this case And to travel 't is great charges as you know in every place My Chains and Jewels every one shall be thine own And eke five hundred pounds in Gold that lies unknown On the Seas are many dangers many storms doth there arise Which will be to Ladies dreadful and force tears from watry eyes Well in worth I could endure extremity For I could find in heart to lose my life for the● Courteous Lady be contented here comes all that breeds the ●●rise I in England have already a sweet Woman to my wife I will not falsifie my vow for gold or gain Nor yet for all the fairest Dames that live in Spain O how happy is that woman that enjoys so true a friend Many days of joy God send you and of my suit I 'le make an end Upon my knees I pardon crave for this offence Which love and true affection did first commence Commend me to thy loving Lady bear to her this Chain of Gold And these Bracelets for a token grieving that I was so hold All my Jewels in like sort bear thou with thee For these are fitting for thy wife and not for me I will spend my days in prayer Love and all her laws defies In a Nunnery will I shrew me far from other Company But e're my Prayers h●●e 〈◊〉 and be sure of this To pray for thee and for thy love I will not miss Thus farewel gentle Captain and farewel my hearts concent Count not Spanish Ladies wanton though to thee my love was bent Joy and true prosperity go still with thee The like fall ever to thy share most fair Lady 9. A Farewel to Love FArewel false Love the Oracle of lies a mortal foe an enemy to rest An envious Boy from whence great cares arise A bastard vile a beast with age possest A way for errour a tempest full of treason In all respects contrary unto reason A poysoned Serpent cover'd all with flowers Mother of sighs and Murtherers of repose A sea of sorrows whence run all such showers As moisture gives to every grie●● that grows A school of guile a nest of deep deceit A Golden hook that holds a poysoned 〈◊〉 A Fortress field whom reason did defend A Syrens song a server of the mind A Maze wherein affections find no end A raining cloud that runs before the wind A Substance like the shaddow of the Sun A Cole of grief for which the wisest run A quenchless fire a rest of trembling fear A path that leads to peril and mishap A true retread of sorrow and despair An idle Boy that sleeps in pleasures lap A deep mistrust of that which certain seems A hope of that which reason doubtful deems Then sith thy reign my younger years betray'd And for my Faith Ingratitude I find And such repentance hath the wrong bewray'd Whose crooked cause hath not been after kind False love go back and beauty frail adieu Dead is the root from which such fancies grew FINIS The lover by his gifts thinks to conquer chastity And with his gifts sends these verses to his lady What face so fair that is not crackt with gold What wit so worth that hath in gold his wonder What learning but with golden lines doth hold what state so high but gold could lying it under What thought so sweet but Gold doth better seafo● And what rule better then the golden reason The ground was fat that yields the golden fruit The study high that sets the golden state The labour sweet that gets the golden suit The reckoning rich that scorns the Golden rate The love is sure that golden hoxe doth hold And rich again that serves the God of Gold FINIS The Womans Answer Foul is the face whose beauty gold can raft Worthless the wit that hath gold in her wonder Unlearned lines puts gold in Honours place Wicked the state that will to coin come under Base the Conceit that seasoned is with Gold And Beggers rule that such a reason hold Earth gives the gold but Heaven gives greater grace Men study wealth but Angels wisdom raise Labour seeks peace love hath an higher place Death makes the reckoning life is all my race The hope is here my hope of heaven doth hald God give me grace let Dives dye with gold FINIS
Queen therewith appeased be The Cup of deadly Poyson fill'd as she sat on her knee She gave this comely Dame to drink who took it from her hand And from her bended knees arose and on her Feet did stand And casting up her eyes to Heaven she did for mercy call And drinking up this Poyson strong her life she lost withal But when that death through every Limb had done his greatest spight Her chiefest Foes did plain confess she was a Glorious Might Her Body then they did Entomb when life was fled away At Godstow near to Oxford town as may be seen this day FINIS 2. A new Sonnet containing the Lamentation of Shore's Wife who was sometimes Concubine to King Edward the Fourth setting forth h●r great Fall and withal her most miserable and wretched end To the Tune of The Hunt is up LIsten fair Ladies Unto my misery That lived late in pompous State most delightfully And now to Fortunes fair Dissimulation Brought in cruel and uncouth Plagues most pitiously Shore's Wife I am So known by Name And at the Flower-de-luce in Cheapside was my dwelling The only Daughter of a wealthy Merchant-man Against whose counsel evermore I was rebelling Young was I loved No action moved My heart or mind to give or yield to their consenting My Parents thinking strictly for to wed me Forcing me to take that which caused my repenting Then being wedded I was quickly tempted My beauty caused many Gallants to salute me The King commanded I straight obeyed For his chiefest Iewel then he did repute me Bravely was I trained Like a Queen I reigned And poor mens Suits by me was obtained In all the Court to none was such great report As unto me though now in s●orn I be disdained When the King died My grief was tried From the Court I was expelled with despight The Duke of Glocester being Lord Protector Took away my Goods against all Law and right And a Procession For my transgression Bare-footed he made me go for to shame me A Cross before me there was carried plainly As a pennance to my former life for to tame me Then through London Being thus undone The Lord Protector published a Proclamation On pain of death I should not be harbour'd Which further more encreas'd my sorrow and vexation I that had plenty and Dishes dainty Most sumptuously brought to my Board at my pleasure Being full poor from door to door I beg my Bread with Clack and Dish at my leisure My rich attire By fortunes ice To rotten Rags and nakedness they are beaten My Body soft which the King embrac'd oft With Uermine vile annoy'd and eat on On Stalls and Stones Did lye my Bones That wonted was in Bed of Down to be plac't And you see my finest Pillows be Of stinking Straw with Dirt and Dung thus disgrac'd Wherefore fair Ladies With your sweet Babies My grievous fa●l bear in your mind and behold me Vow strange a thing that the Love of a King Should come to dye under a Stall as I told ye FINIS 3. A new Sonnet of Edgar King of England how he was deceived of a Lady which he loved by a Knight of his own Court To be sung in the old way or else to the Tune of Lebandalashot When as King Edgar did govern this Land a down a down down down down And in the strength of his years did ●tand call him down 〈◊〉 Such praise was spre●d of ●al●ant Dame Which did through England 〈◊〉 great fame And she a Lady of high degree The Earl of Devonshire's Daughter was she The King which lately had 〈…〉 And not long time ● Widowed had been ●earing this praise of a gallant Maid Upon her Beauty his Love he laid And in his sight he would often ●ay I will send for that Lady say Yea I will send for thi● Lady bright Which is my treasure and delight Whose Beauty like to Phoebus B●a●s Doth glister through all Christian Realms Then to himself ●he would reply Saying how fond● Prince am I To cast my love 〈◊〉 base and low Upon a Girl I do not know King Edgar will his fancy frame To love some P●erle●s Princely Dame The Daughter of a Royal King That may a dainty Dolory bring ● Whose matchless Beauty brought in place May Estrilds Colour ●lean disgrace But senseless 〈◊〉 what do I mean Upon a broken need to lean ● Or what 〈…〉 Thus to abuse my dearest Love Whose ●i●ge grac'd with he●●enly hue Doth Hellens honour quite su●due The glory of her beautious pride Sweet Estrilds favour ●oth 〈◊〉 Then pardon my unseemly speech Dear Love and Lady I beseech For I my thoughts will 〈…〉 To spread the honour of thy Dame Then unto him he call'd a ●●ight Which was most trusty in his ●●ht And unto him thus he did say To Earl Orgator ●o thy way Where ask for Estrilds c●mely Dame Whose beauty went so far by fame And if you find her comely Grace As fame did spread in every place Then tell her Father she shall be My Crowned Queen if she agree The Knight in ●●ssage 〈◊〉 And into Devonshire ●ent with speed But when he saw the Lady bright He was so ravis●t at her ●●ght That nothing ●o●do his passion move Except he might obtain her Love For day and night while there he ●laid He courted 〈…〉 And in his Suit he 〈◊〉 such skill That at the length he gain'd her Go●● 〈◊〉 Forgetting quite the Duty though Which he unto the King did owe. Then coming home unto his Grace ●● told him with ●●sembling face That those Reports were to blame That so advanc'd the Maidens Name For I assure your Grace s●●d he She is as other Women ●e Her Beauty of such great Report ●o better then the Common sort And far 〈◊〉 in every thing To meet with such a Noble King But though her face be nothing fair 〈◊〉 she is her ●ather●●●eir Perhaps some Lord of high degree Would ve●y ●ain her 〈…〉 Then if your Grace would give consent I would my self be well content The D●msel for my ●●fe to take For her great Lands and Livings sake The King whom thus he did dec●ive Incontinent did give him leave For on that point he did not 〈◊〉 For why he had no ne●● of Land● Then being glad he went 〈◊〉 And wedded straight this Lady gay The fairest Creature 〈◊〉 life Had this false K●ight unto his wife And by that match of 〈◊〉 degree An Earl soon after that wa● he E're he long time had Married hee● That many had her Beauty seen Her praise was spread both far and near The King 〈◊〉 thereof did ●ear UUho then in hear● did plainly prov● He was betrayed of his Love Though therefore he was ●e●ed sore Yet seem'd he not ●o grieve therefore But kept his count●●●nce 〈◊〉 and kind As though he ●are ●o g●udge in mind But on a day it ●ame to pass UUhen as the King full merry was To Ethlewood in s●ort ●e sa●d I muse what c●ear
endure UUith her a number great did go which she by Prayers did procure In Battel then they Marcht along For to redress this grievous wrong And near a Rider called Store the King with all his Host she met UUhere both the Armies fought full sore but yet the Queen the Field did get Yet ●'re they did the Conquest gain The King was with an Arrow slain Then Guendoline did take in hand until her Son was come to age The Government of all the Land but first her fury to asswage She did command her Souldirs wild To drown both Estrild and her Child Inconti●e●tith●● 〈◊〉 they did brin● fair Estrild 〈◊〉 River si●e And ●abri●● Daughter to a King whom Guendoline could not abide Who being bound 〈…〉 fast Into the River there was cast And ever since that running stream wherein the Ladies drowned were I● called Save●● ●hrough the Realm because that ●abrine die● there Thus they that did to 〈…〉 Were brought 〈◊〉 a woful end FINIS 6. A Song of Queen Isabel Wife to King Edward the Second how by the Spencers she was constrained secretly to go out of England with her eldest Son Prince Edward to seek for succour in France and what happened ●nto her in her Journey PRoud were the Spencers and of condition ill All England and the King ●likewise they ruled at their will And many Lords and Nobles of the Land Through their occasions lost 〈◊〉 lives and none did them withstand And at the last they did encrease truth grief Between the King and Israel his Queen and fall 〈◊〉 wise Do that her life she dreaded wandrous sor● And cast within her secret thoughts some present help therefore That she requests with counts nance grave and sage That she to Thomas Beckets Youth might go on Pilgrimage Then being joyful to have that happy charice Her Son and she took Ship with speed and sailed into France And Royally she was receiued then By the King and all the rest of ●aers and Mohlemen And unto him at last she did express The cause of her Areiv●● there her cause and heaviness When as her Brother her grief did understand He gave her leave to gather men throughout his famous Land And made a promise to 〈◊〉 her eber●u●re As oft as she should standin need of Gold and Silver 〈◊〉 But when indeed she did require its same He was as far 〈◊〉 it as when she thither came And did proclaim whilst matters were so That none on pain of death should go to 〈◊〉 the English 〈◊〉 This alteration did greatly grieve the Queen That down along her lonely face the bitter 〈◊〉 were s●en When she perceiv'd her friends for look her so She knew not for her safety which way to turn or go But through good 〈◊〉 at last she then decreed To seek in fruitful Germany some succour to this n●ed And to Sir John Henault the 〈◊〉 she Who entertain'd this weful Queen with great sol●mnity And with great sorrow to him she then complain'd Of all her 〈◊〉 and Injuries which she of last 〈◊〉 So that with weeping 〈…〉 The sum whereof did greatly grieve that Noble Courteous Knight Who made an oath he would her Champion ●e And in her 〈◊〉 spend his Blood from wrong to set her free And all my friends with 〈…〉 Shall help for to advance your state whose truth no time shall 〈◊〉 And in his promise most faithful he was found And many Lords of great account was in his Voyage bound So setting forward with a ●●odly train At length through Gods special Grace into England they came At Harwich then when they were ashore Of English Lords and Barrons bold there came to her great state Which did reioyce the Queens afflicted hearts That English Lords in such sort came for to take her part When as King Edward hereof did understand How that the Queen with such a power was entred on his Land And how his Nobles were gone to take her part He fled from London presently even with a heauy heart And with the Spencers unto Bristol go To fortisle that gallant town great cost he did bestow Leaving behind to govern London town The stout Bishop of Exeter whose pride was soon pull'd down The Mayor of London with Citizens great store The Bishop and the Spencers both in heart they did a●●or Therefore they took him without fear or dread And at the Standard in Cheapside they sino●e off his head Unto the Queen then this Message they sent The City of London was at her Commandment ●herefore the Queen with all her company Did straight to Bristol march amain whereas the King did lie Then she Be●●teg'd the City round about Threatning sharp and cruel Death to those that were so stout Wherefore the Townsmen their Children and their wives Did yield the City to the Queen for safeguard of their lives Where was took the story plain doth tell Sir Hugh Spencer and with him the Carl Arundel This judgement just the Nobles did set down They should be drawn and hanged both in sight of Bristol Town Then was King Edward in the Castle there And Hugh Spencer still with him in dread and deadly fear And being prepar'd from thence to sail away The winds were found contrary they were enforc'd to stay But at last Sir John Beamount Knight Did bring his Sailing Ship to shore and so did stay their Flight And so these men were taken speedsly And brought as Prisoners to the Queen which did in Bristoll●e The Queen by counsel of the Lords and Barons bold To Barkely sent the King there to be kept in hold And young Hugh Spencer that did much ill procure Was to the Marshal of the Post sent unto keeping sure And then the Queen to Hereford took her way With all her warlike Company which late in Bristol lay And here behold how Spencer was From town to town euen as the Queen to Hereford did pass Upon a Iade which they by chance had found Young Spencer mounted was with legs and hands fast bound I writing paper along as he did go Upon his head he had to wear which did his treason show And to decide this Traytor lewd and ill Certain men with Reeden pipes did blow before him still Thus was he led along in every place While many people did rejoyce to see his strange disgrace When unto Hereford our Noble Queen was come She did assemble all the Lords and Knights both all and some And in their presence young Spencer judgement had To be both hang'd and quartered his treasons were so bad Then was the King deposed of his Crown from Rule and Princely Dignity the Lords did cast him down And in his life his Son both wise and ●age Was Crown'd King of fair England at fifteen years of age FINIS 7. A Song of the banishment of the two Dukes of Hereford and Norfolk TWo Noble Dukes of great Renown that long had lived in Fame Through hateful envy were cast down and brought to sudden shame
wise men and they did like it well Who very much rejoyced to hear the zoering Bell. Truth But many Kings and Prophets as I may say to thee Have wisht the Light that you have and could it never see For what art thou the better a Latine Song to hear And understandest nothing that they sing in the Quire Ignorance O hold thy peace che pray thee the noise was passing tr●● To hear the Uriers zinging as we did enter in And then to see the Roodlo●● zo bravely zet with Zain●● And now to zee them wandring my heart with zorrow●●●nce Truth The Lord did give Commandment no Image thou 〈…〉 Nor that unto 〈◊〉 you should your self 〈◊〉 The Golden Cale of Israel Moses did therefore 〈◊〉 And Baals Priests and 〈◊〉 he brought to utter foil Ignorance But our Lady of Walsingham was a pure and holy 〈◊〉 And many men in Pilgrimage did shew to her Complaint Yea zweet Thomas Becket and many others more The Holy Maid of Kent 〈◊〉 did many wonders zhew zor Truth Such Saints are well agreeing to your profession sure And to the men that made them so precious and pure The one was found a Traytor and judged worthy death The other eke for Treason did end his hateful breath Ignorance Yea yea it is no matter dispraise them how you will But 〈◊〉 they did much goodness when they were with ●s still We had our Holy water and Holy Bread likewise And many Holy Reliques we zay before our eyes Truth And all this while they 〈◊〉 with vain and sundry shows Which never Christ commanded as learned Doctors knows Search then the Holy Scriptures and thou shalt plainly se● That headlong to damnation they always trained th●e Ignorance If it be true good vellow as thou dost zay to me Then to my Zabiour Iesus alone then will I flye Believing in the Gospel and passion of his Zon And with the zubtile Papists ich for ever done FINIS 3. The overthrow of proud Holofornes and the Triumph of vertuous Queen Iudith WHen King Nebuchadnezzar was puffed up with pride We sent forth many men of War by Holofornes guide To plague and spoil the world throughout by fierce Bellona's Rod That would not fear and honour him and acknowledge him their God Which when the Holy Israelites did truly understand For to prevent his tyranny they fortisied their Land Their Towns and stately Cities strong they did with Victuals store Their warlike Weapons they prepar'd their furious Foe to gore When stately Holofornes then had knowledge of that thing That they had thus prepar'd themselves for to withstand the King Quoth he what God is able now to keep these men from me Is there a greater then our King whom all men fear to see Come march with me therefore he said my Captains every one And first unto Bethulia with speed let us be gone I will destroy each Mothers Son that is within the Land Their God shall not deliver them out of my furious hand Wherefore about Bethulia that little City then On foot he planted up and down an hundred thousand men Twelve t●ousand more on Horses brave about the Town had he He stopt their springs and water-pipes to work their misery When four and thirty days they had with wars besieged been The poor Bethulians at that time so thirsty then were seen That they were like to starve and dye they were both weak and faint The People against the Rulers cry and thus was their Complaint Better it is for us quoth they to yield unto our Foe Then by this great and grievous thirst to be destroyed so O render up the Town therefore we are forsaken quite There is no means to escape these hands who might escape their might When as their grievous Rulers heard the Clamours which they made Good people be content said they and be no whit dismaid Yet five days stay in hope of health God will regard your woe But if by then no succour come we 'l yield unto our Foe When Judith prudent Princely Dame had tydings of this thing Which was Manasses beautous ●osse that sometimes was their King Why tempt ye God so sore she said before all men this day Whom mortal men in Conscience ought to fear and eke obey If you will grant me leave quoth she to pass abroad this night To Holofornes I will go for all his furious might But what I there intend to do enquire not now of me Go then in peace fait Dame they said and God be still with thee When she from them was gotten ●ome within her Pallace Gate She called to her the chiefest Maid that on her then did wait Bring me my best attire quoth she and Iewels of fine Gold And wash me with the finest Balmes that are of Silver sold. The fairest and the richest Robe that then she did possess Upon her dainty Corps she put and eke her Hair did dress With costly Pearls and precious Stones and Ear-rings of fine Gold That like an Angel she did seem most sweet for to behold A Pot of sweet and pleasant Oyl she took with her that time A Bag of Figs and fine Wheat flower a Bottle of ●ne Wine Because she would not eat with them that woriship Gods of Stone And from the City thus she went with one poor maid alone Much ground alas she had not gone out of her own City But that the Centinels espy'd a woman wondrous pritty From whence came you fair Maid quoth they and where walk you so late From yonder Town good sir quoth she unto your Lord of high estate When they did mark and view her well and saw her fair beauty And therewithal her rich array so gorgeous to the eye They were amazed in their minds so fair a Dame to see They set her in a Chariot then in place of high degree An hundred proper chosen men they did appoint likewise To wait on Princely Judith there whose beauty clear'd their eyes And all the Souldiers running came to view her as she went And thus with her they past along unto the Generals Tent. Then came this stately Guard in haste fair Judith for to me●t And to their high renowned Lord they brought this Lady sweet And then before his Honour upon her knee she fell Her beauty bright made him to muse so far she did excell Rise up Renowned Dame quoth he the glory of thy kind And be no whit adasht at all to shew me thy mind UUhen she had uttered her intent her wit amaz'd them all And Holoforness therewith by love was brought in thrall And bearing in his lofty breast the flames of hot desire He granted every thing to her she did of him require Each night therefore he gave ●er 〈◊〉 to walk abroad to pray According to her own request which she had made that day UUhen she in Camp had three days been near Holofornes Tent His chiefest friend Lord treasurer unto her then he sent Fair Dame quoth he my Lord commands
FINIS AS you came from the Holy Land of Walsingham Met you not with my true Love by the way as you came How should I know your true Love that have met many a one As I came from the Holy Land that have come that have gone She is neither white nor Brown but as the Heavens fair There is none hath a Form so Divine on the Earth in the Air Such a one did I meet good sir with Angel-like Face UUho like a Queen did appear in her Gate in her Grace She hath left me here all alone all alone and unknown UUho sometimes lov'd me as her life and called me her own UUhat's the cause she hath left thee alone and a new way doth take That sometime did love thee as her self and her joy did thee make I loved her all my youth but now am Old as you see Love liketh not the Falling Fruit nor the withered tree For Love is ● careless Child and forgets Promise past He is blind he is not deaf when he 〈◊〉 and in Faith never fast For love is a great delight And yet a tru●●less joy he is won with a word of Despair And is lost with a Ioy● such is the Love of Women-kind Or the word Love abused Under which many childish desires and Conceits are excused But Love is a durable fire in the mind ever burning Never Sick never Dead never Cold from it self never turning 4. The Winning of Cales LOng had the proud Spaniard advanced to conquer us Threatning our Country with Fire and Sword Often preparing their Navy most sumptuous With all the Provision that Spain could afford Dub a dub dub thus strikes the Drums Tan-ta-ra-ra tan-ta-ra-ra English men comes To the Seas presently went our Lord admiral With Knights Couragious and Captains full good The Earl of Essex a prosperous General With him prepared to pass the Salt Flood Dub a dub c. At Plymouth speedily took their Ships ●●tiantiy Braver Ships never were seen under sail With their fair Colours spread and Streams o're their head Now braging Spaniards take heed of your Tayl. Dub a dub c. Unto Cales runningly came we most happily UUhere the King's Ruby did secretly Ride Being upon their backs pierceing their Buts of Sack E're that the Spaniard our coming discry'd Tan ta-ra-ra-ra English-men tymes bounce-abounce bounce-abounce Off went the Guns Great was the crying running and riding UUhich at that season was made in that place Then Beacons was fired as need was required To hide their great treasure they had little space Alas they cryed English-men comes There you might see the Ships how they were fired fast And how the men drowned themselves in the Sea That you might hear them cry wail and weep piteously UUhen as they saw no shift to escape thence away Dub a dub c. The great Saint Phillip the pride of the Spaniards UUas burnt to the bottom and sunk into the Sea But the Saint Andrew and eke the Saint Matthew UUe took in Fight manfully and brought them away Dub a dub c. The Earl of Essex most Ualiant and hardy UUith Horse-men and Foot-men marcht towards the Town The enemies which saw them full greatly affrighted Did fly for their Safe-guard and burst not come down Dub a dub c. Now quoth the Noble Earl Courage my Souldiers all Fight and he Ualiant the spoyl you shall have And well rewarded all from the great to the 〈◊〉 But look that the Women and Children you save Dub a dub c. The Spaniards at that 〈◊〉 Saw 't was in vain to 〈◊〉 Hung up their Flags of 〈◊〉 yielding up the town We marcht in presently decking the Walls on hi●● With our English Colours which purchased Renown Dub a dub c. Entring the 〈…〉 of the ●ichest men For Gold and trea●●●● we searched each day In some places we 〈…〉 ●yes baking in the 〈◊〉 Meat at the fire Roasting and men ran away Dub a dub c. Full of rich Merchandize every Shop we did se● Damask and Sattins and Velvet full fair ●hich Souldiers measure out by the length of their Swo●ds Of all Commodities and each one had a share Dub a dub c. Thus Cales was taken and our brave General M●rcht to the Market-place there he did stand There many Prisoners of good account were took Many crav'd Mercy and mercy they found Dub a dub c. When as our General saw they delayed time And would not ransom the Town as they said With their fair Mains●ots their Presses and Bed●●eads Their Ioynt-stools and Tables a fire we made And when the Town 〈◊〉 in a 〈◊〉 With tan-ta-ra tan-ta ar-rat from thence we came 4. Of King Edward the Third and the fair Countess of Salisbury setting forth her constancy and endless glory WHen as Edward the third did live the valliant King David of Scotland to rebel did then begin The Town of Barwick suddenly from us he won And burnt Newcastle to the ground thus strife begun To Roxbury Castle marcht then And by the force of warlike men besieg'd therein a gallant fair Lady While that her Husband was in France His Countries honour to advance the Noble and Famous Earl of Salisbury Brave Sir William Montague rode then in haste Who declared unto the King the Scotish-mens ●oast Who like a Lyon in a rage did straightway prepare For to deliver that fair Lady from woful care But when the Scotish-men did hear her say Edward our King was come that d●y they raised their siege and ran away with speed So when th●t he did 〈◊〉 come With warlike Trumpet ●ife and ●rum none but a gallant Lady did him meet Who when he did with greedy eyes behold and see Her peerless beauty inthral'd his Majesty And ever the longer that he lookt the more he might For in her only beauty was his hearts delight And humbly then upon her knees She thankt his Royal Majesty that he had driven danger from her gate Lady quoth he stand up in peace Although my war doth now encrease Lord keep quoth she all hurt from ●our ●state Now is the King full sadin soul and wots not why And for the love of the fair Countess of Salisbury She little knowing his cause of g●ief did come to see Wherefore his Highness sat alone so heavily I have ●een wrong'd fair Dame quoth he Since I came hithed unto th● no God 〈◊〉 my Sov●raign she said If I were worthy for to kn●w The cause and ground of this your woe you should be helpt if it did lye in me Swear to perform thy word to me thou Lady gay To thee the sorrows of my heart I will bewray I swear by all the Saints in Heaven I will quoth she And let my Lord have no mistrust at all in me Then take thy self a●●de he said For why thy beauty hath betray'd Wounding a King with thy ●right shining eye If thou ●● then some mercy show Thou shalt expel a Princely woe so shall I live or